The rain lashed against the windowpanes of Camila's car as she drove through the city streets, the windshield wipers struggling to keep pace with the torrent. The wipers squeaking against the barrage of tapping rain against the windshield. "Ughh, it just had to rain today," she muttered to herself as she maneuvered around a bus, the spray from its tires momentarily blinding her as the wake of the bus sprayed all over her...